Rebecca’s POV
The moment Zarek growled, “Mate!” I knew it was him.
The plan was officially in motion, and there was no turning back. I didn't hesitate for even a second. I acted, too. I opened my mouth and breathed out a soft, shocked whisper: “Mate...”
The effect was instant. I heard the sharp, collective gasps of the people nearby as all attention in our corner of the field was violently drawn to us. The ripples of muttering spread through the crowd like wildfire.
Zarek took a step closer, his chest heaving as he stared down at me. He growled softly, his voice full of a thick, possessive heat. “Mine...”
Damn! He acted so well. If I didn't know any better, I would have believed him myself.
I leaned into the performance, letting my eyes widen with a mixture of awe and relief. “Y
